Arrive Alive

The little T.V. I was to watch early last evening before my c. 9:20 p.m. bedtime included an episode of Batwoman ─ this one was season two's episode 11 ("Arrive Alive").

I think that my supper adversely affected my sleep, for I had some of my wife's spicy cooking that generally includes salt, of course. I do not fare well overnight when I eat such fare in the evening ─ I generate considerable thirst and retain the fluid in my system.

I remember having a wakeful stretch when my younger brother retired for the night, so I presumed it to be during the midnight hour ─ I did not check the time.

And when my cellphone alarm chimed at 1:45 a.m. to get me up to ready for my five-mile+ walk, I was again wakeful, and did not feel well slept at all.

To my near fury, as I was readying in my bedroom ─ the door still closed ─ my youngest stepson chose then (nearing 2 a.m.) to have a damned shower. Who the Hell needs a 2 a.m. shower?

I had wanted to weigh myself fully clothed before leaving so that I would know what I was dealing with when early into my walk I stopped at an elementary school playground for six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups.

I had not relieved myself either, so I made sure to go downstairs to the toilet in the boys' den area ─ the toilet is directly below the upstairs bathroom ─ and then gave it a nice long flush once I was done.

Happily, the thoughtless idiot did vacate the bathroom before I finally left, so I did get to weigh myself fully clothed, but without a jacket: I was just topping 190 pounds. This was not great news ─ I was 1½ - two pounds heavier than when I left on the previous two night walks.

It was likely 2:15 a.m. once I was on my way. The sky seemed mostly covered with very light cloud. I had opted to wear a light sleeveless hoodie underneath my sleeveless black denim jacket, and this proved a comfortable choice.

At the school, I was determined to hit my new normal for repetitions after I removed my jacket, and in meeting with much difficulty in the removal of my gold wedding band, I knew that I was retaining fluid ─ that bit of extra body weight.

Nevertheless, I just barely managed to match the targeted repetitions: four and then three pull-ups in the first two sets; then three chin-ups in each of the next two sets; and finally, two pull-ups in each of the final two sets performed between two gymnastics-type rings.

I had found it necessary at times to use my legs to facilitate elevating, sometimes using a sort of gentle 'frog stroke' with my legs; and when truly desperate, some actual kicking of the feet.

The very last pull-up was held for a 12- to 15-count. And my exercising was completed with eight slow full-range push-ups in a declined position on a cement ramp.

I cannot recall aught eventful about the walk thereafter, and never needed to do more than once turn on the power switch for my flashlight, but I did not actually switch on the light.

It was 4:16 a.m. by the time I was back home. My idiot youngest stepson had still not gone to bed, but he seemed to do so around 4:30 a.m.

My return to bed must have been around 5:30 - 5:45 a.m., and I was likely there until at least 8:15 a.m. My brother was already watching T.V., so around 8:30 a.m. I joined him.

For once he invited me to put our Android TV Box to use ahead of 9 a.m., although less than 10 minutes prior ─ maybe more like five minutes. Odessa Orlewicz uploaded a video interview yesterday, so I tuned that in ─ it was well over an hour long (1:10:22): Interview With Leighton Grey About The Legal Win Controversy In Alberta.

Leighton Grey- "The war has just begun. The next battlefront is litigation. Our firm is about to launch two national class actions against the Government of Canada. One is for those suffering from vaccine harms. The other is for the un-vaccinated discriminated against over state sponsored medical tyranny. For more information, visit http://GWSLLP.CA"

The video is also available at this Rumble link.

Both platforms' viewers have commented on the volume disparity, something that seems to have cropped up as of the previous video ─ both seem to have Odessa's volume almost shriekingly loud compared to her guests, and it is bloody annoying. It alone is sufficient for me not to recommend the videos at my Facebook account.

The only other video we tuned in was nearly two hours long (1:58:10), and had been livestreamed two days ago to Rumble's Vaccine Safety Research Foundation channel: VSRF Livestream #89: mRNA Autopsies Revealed with Dr. Peter McCullough.

Dr. Peter McCullough is an internist and cardiologist in academic practice in Dallas, Texas, and is proud to be a part of The Wellness Company. He received his bachelor’s degree from Baylor University and then completed his medical degree as an Alpha Omega Alpha graduate from the University of Texas Southwestern Medical School. In addition, he completed his internal medicine residency at the University of Washington, cardiology fellowship including service as Chief Fellow at William Beaumont Hospital, and master’s degree in public health at the University of Michigan.

Dr. McCullough has broadly published on a range of topics in medicine with over 1000 publications and 660 citations in the National Library of Medicine. Dr. McCullough is a recipient of the Simon Dack Award from the American College of Cardiology and the International Vicenza Award in Critical Care Nephrology for his scholarship and research. His works have appeared in the New England Journal of Medicine, Journal of the American Medical Association, Lancet, British Medical Journal, and other top-tier journals worldwide. He is the editor-in-chief of Reviews in Cardiovascular Medicine and senior associate editor of the American Journal of Cardiology. He serves on the editorial boards of multiple specialty journals.

My brother retired to his bedroom for some rest prior to leaving for the day to socialize. Since I am undergoing a Sabbath fast, I soon enough was to my own bed, and was there when he left.

I never sunned this afternoon, for I came to realize that today is a bath day. I only bathe every four days, and thus it tends to be a lengthy process ─ I find that I cannot devote the time to doing both a sunning session and having a bath, and then spend time working on my two blogs.

So the sunning was sacrificed. And it was my fourth consecutive day without any sunning ─ my vitamin D stores are depleting.

Now, something of interest concerning my pre-bath weigh-in while entirely naked ─ I was barely over 180 pounds. In other words, I was a full 10 pounds lighter than I was when I was exercising at that elementary school playground. Now of course that was a clothed weight, but I know that I was not garbed in 10 pounds of clothing.

Nonetheless, I cannot seem to melt off a lower abdominal pouch of fat that has kept me from daring to do any public sunning. I used to occasionally doff my shirt in a park at some isolated area, and spend time enjoying some cans of beer while ambling about sufficiently to keep my rotated torso properly exposed to the Sun.

I am too ashamed to expose that bit of swollen encasing to my lower abdomen, and Summer is not going to be here much longer. I know that it is too late this time, but maybe I can avoid retention of this wretched fatty accumulation over the coming months before the arrival of next year's excellent sunning weather.

Well, sunset here locally is supposedly at 8:33 p.m., so I will be able to break my fast thereafter. Tomorrow morning I will not be rising any earlier than 4 a.m., for I want to include some grocery shopping in whatever walk I undertake ─ I hope to get on my way comfortably ahead of 6 a.m.

Incidentally, 6 a.m. is supposedly tomorrow's official sunrise. Since it may still be too light for me to care to exercise at that school, I will likely have the exercising in our backyard tool shed. It has no electrical service, so I won't be out there too far before 6 a.m.

Enough blogging for today.